User blog comment:Thornclaw Braveheart/The Curse of the Black Shadow/@comment-2006360-20120116173516/@comment-2006360-20120118123733

''You finally enter the tent, where a hooded, cloaked wolf stands looking over a map. One of the wolf guards speaks.'' Great Lord, this one has come to speak with you. The wolf lord stares at you, then grunts. Go on, spit it out.